She is not her fucking khakis.
Carolyn, who is a hardcore stuntchick, entered the Milwaukee Rumble this year and held her own. Next year, she’ll win and I will get my participant badge. I have some apprehension about entering it, as I don’t imagine I’ll get out of there without a broken nose. I’m not really frightened of the pain or the danger, but the problems of having had a broken nose sound like something I’ll bitch about for years.
Anyway, support Carolyn and me next year as we go to whoop ass.
